Fandom Murder IV: Eye of the Storm

[thatguyinthestore]

Forgotten Portrait
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The Doll on his shoulder seemed to be completely stable (as strange as that was) as he heaved up his breakfast, which was a shock in and of itself- he was back to the point after eating his pancakes. Garry was finally done throwing up. Wiping his mouth with a napkin from his pocket, the poor guy shuffled his way back into the diner, to collect his bag from the booth that was, coincidentally, right next to the one Kate was in. He shuffled past people leaving the building, muttering apologies to those he'd bump into, before making his way to the seats in question. He felt relief as Yagi and Kate were in the booth next to his things, and as soon as he had the bag in his grasp, he approached them. "Kate and Yagi...? I'm not the only one that remembers the... temporal shift, am I? It was rather noticeable, and didn't at all agree with my stomach- are you two alright?" His concern was evident, as he stood and fretted at the edge of the booth, not sure how to approach, or if he remembers only because of his wonderful peculiar constitution. Thankfully he had peppermints in his pocket as well, as puking hardly gives someone decent breath. Shifting awkwardly, he switched his gaze from Yagi to Kate, and then shook his head clear of his tired expression, giving her a beaming smile.
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It would seem just a bit unsettling, a strange red tint to the color of his eyes, although there was nothing but cheer showing in his voice. "Kate, I was worried about you, since you weren't in the best state even before... before the shift. Can I help you in any way? Oh! Why don't you take this? I'm sure she'll help you feel much better!" And he's passing into slightly creepy territory, holding out a Doll that seems to have appeared out of nowhere, similar to the one on his shoulder. Although it was a tad bit smaller than the one he carried himself. He set the cloth creature in front of her on the table, smiling happily as his gift seemed to stare at her with its Red button Eyes. If one paid a little bit more attention to the Doll, shadows might seem a little deeper and you might imagine you hear whispers, but that would easily be dismissed as imagination. It was just a Thoughtful Gift, that's all.

Professor Spacecakes thatguyinthestore ​

“H-huh..?” Kate asked, looking at Garry with a sad expression planted on her face, sniffling a bit as she tried to hide the fact that she had been crying. “O-oh... thanks...” She muttered as she slowly reached her hand out and took the doll, holding it in her hand. She looked at it for a moment before smiling a bit, forcing it. She then looked over to All Might and shook her head slowly.

“S-Sorry... I don’t...” She said, seeming slightly ashamed at that fact as her smile turned into another small frown. Though, she forced another one and nodded a bit. “But thank you both... it... it means a lot.”

Professor Spacecakes Macarons in Pastel ​

 

[Centurion_]

• The Tatsumi Brothers
• Information/Inventory

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  The duo looked one another in the eyes, then down at their hands, then back at each-other.
  A quick reality check.
  Was this a second chance?
  
  The duo look to the middle of the diner, one of the more innocent girls of the group was laying dead on the floor.
  Had she sacrificed herself to save everyone else?
  Who cares?! It was time for the brothers to do what they should've done a long time ago.
  
  Nodding at one another, they reach for their bags and equip their respective weapons before getting up from their seats.
  They turn to face the rest of the group, standing side by side.
  
  
  
  
  
  

  

  
  
  "Let's do this, bro."
  "Right behind you."
  The two brothers were in unison once more.
  The unstoppable tag team!
  The modern-day Robin-hood(s)!
  
  Takeyasu coughs before beginning their announcement in a way similar to that of a showman.
  "Attention all patrons of the diner! We are the Tatsumi brothers! We are not exactly too sure about what has just happened, but this girl is dead! If you do or if you don't remember what happened we couldn't care less!"
  "Could the man responsible for starting the previous mess step forward to face us! We'd like to reward him with a prize! It's a one-time offer and if it isn't claimed quickly we'll just split the prize to all members of the audience!"
  "So, whoever it is we ask that you step forward as soon as possible because we'd like to wrap up in this town!"
  
  The two address everyone in the diner, large smug grins on their faces, waiting for a response.
  
  Rhysie Professor Spacecakes Username Jeremiah Zerulu Storm-Shadow14 Zamasu ghxstfreak GinkyGotBack doggodaily LunarDiscord darkred Corrosion FactionGuerrilla Noivian thatguyinthestore Caffeine Freak Maxiliase Macarons in Pastel June Verles T The Man With No Name Goldie Sayo-Nara Neptunes_Goddess Stormcloak Aegis Sleek Spireshade MLP_Phoenix LunarDiscord RAVEN THE DESTROYER KandiPoP Ineptitude Nenma Takashi kirimei DerpyCarp RageOfInfinity DapperDogman
  
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  Current Equipment + Abilities:
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  "Yuki-Onna":
  Nagayuki's signature weapon is the ice-thrower called "Yuki-Onna" which literally translates to "Snow Woman". It uses liquid-nitrogen as fuel, which compliments his brother's Flamethrower. He always carries it around with him when he goes on a combat mission.
  
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  Heaven's Holding (CHOSEN ABILITY):
  An ability that lets him manipulate his own gravity. Allowing him to levitate off the ground and fly up to high altitudes. This gives Nagayuki Tsumita's an advantage among others, letting him spectate situations from above, giving him time to plan his next move or to remain hidden. This also means that he can jump and quickly push himself through the air in several directions, allowing him to quickly navigate the landscape.
  
  Flamethrower:
  Takeyasu Tsumita makes use of a snake-like flamethrower as a weapon and carries it on his back, it uses alcohol as fuel.
  
  Earth's Guidance (CHOSEN ABILITY):
  Earth's guidance grants him perfect tracking capabilities. He does this by feeling vibrations from the ground or any other form of surface, this means his biggest weakness are airborne enemies as they have no need to maintain contact with any surface.
  
  Martial Arts:
  Takeyasu Tsumita is experienced in martial arts, but more specifically the Snake style which imitates the movement of a snake.
  
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[DapperDogman]

House widened his eyes slightly, almost pulling his arm away in reflex as he felt his arm being touched, before turning his head slightly and seeing Pandora. It had been a year since he last saw her. He couldn't remember what happened after his death, or even how he knew it had been so long, but he knew. His face softened as he let out a relieved sigh "If I act like I'm not turned on by your dominance over the situation, do I get browny points?" he asks, trying to force a smile as he dealt with the strange circumstances as best he could.


SCP-9054, on the other hand, was paying close attention to the brothers. He sighed loudly and turned to the group "Let's move. If they open fire, blitz em, those tanks are death traps" he rolls his eyes and continues on his way toward the junkyard "Anyone who doesn't follow is going to be met with less than pleasant fates, no matter how far from the town you go. There's a portal I can finish at the junkyard. It'll send you back home, if you can bring me the required parts, of course." he grins as he spots the junkyard up ahead "Alright folks, I'll need either a spine or a spine-length piece of rubber tubing" he says, scratching his chin and looking at a strange metal ring where the bus once was "I'll also need either a pair of eyeballs or two bayonet lightbulbs" he closes his eyes in focus and sighs through his nose "And finally, either a femur or a 2x4 in decent condition..."

Rhysie Professor Spacecakes Username Jeremiah Zerulu Storm-Shadow14 Zamasu ghxstfreak GinkyGotBack doggodaily LunarDiscord darkred Corrosion FactionGuerrilla Noivian thatguyinthestore Caffeine Freak Maxiliase Macarons in Pastel June Verles T The Man With No Name Goldie Sayo-Nara Neptunes_Goddess Stormcloak Aegis Sleek Spireshade Centurion_ e_ighth MLP_Phoenix LunarDiscord RAVEN THE DESTROYER KandiPoP Ineptitude Nenma Takashi kirimei DerpyCarp RageOfInfinity​

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora Kokoro

Location: Half past Pissed| With:@Rhysie Zerulu DapperDogman Spireshade | Feeling: Irritated

"Greg if you want Mommy to punish you all you have to do is ask." She smiled back at him. "Give me just a moment." She tenderly patted his hand. "Oh uh...Might want to look away." She waited for Greg to turn away before she drew her hand back and forced it through Jacks lower back, a sickening snap and a few loud pops and snaps of sinew and a stomach-dropping squelch as she relieved him of his spine. As he fell to the ground, the organ already reforming painfully as she did the same to his eyes. She handed them to 9054, the blood slowly absorbing into her skin leaving it silky smooth.​

 

[Maxiliase]

Tony Montana - Dedication to go back - EVERYONE

Tony hears the news from both those twins and the SCP thingy...
So... You telling me. I came to life, so I would go back to where I died? Will I have my cartel there?
Tony sighs, looks at his friends and back at the SCP
Sure, How do we get those things?
Tony then gets surprised by Pandora's abilities
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Tony surprised looks around and says to the SCP
So... This is it? We good? Now what?
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Tony awaited for his previous group to say their opinion
I mean... We should get somewhere I'm king.


( Aegis kirimei Stormcloak DerpyCarp Ineptitude Sayo-Nara doggodaily Centurion_ )

 

[Rhysie]

Handsome Jack

Now it was the Overseer's turn to suffer. Pan's hand was forced through the madman's back and HELL It was painful as all hell when he realized and heard heavy snaps from his back as he insanely screamed in pain "FOR FUCK SAAAAAAAKE. WHY" the man yelled out, and then he felt something underneath his eyes. SNAP the heterochromic eyes were also ripped out of his sockets. Hope he can remember and have flashbacks to when he did that to one of his employees. WITH A FUCKING SPOON. Jeez this is funny as fuck, trust me.



"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK!? I CANNOT SEE SHIT, WHY DOES THIS HURT!? WISH I WERE DEAD ALREADY!"

Yelled the man once again as he really couldn't feel where he was going or perhaps walk given the fact that he got placed on his knees again. Let who once was the "Man of Hyperion" suffer from Pandora's absolute torture methods. This is getting real interesting "THIS..... THIS... WAS NOT. LOOK, I AM SORRY, ALRIGHT? YOU WANNA MAKE ME SUFFER ALL YOU WANT? FINE. DO IT, PAN. JUST. FUCKING DO IT." pleaded the man as he freshly suffered in the harshest of manners possible.

KandiPoP | DapperDogman ​

 

[Spireshade]

The Jester
At: SCP Facility-Arcadia Junkyard//Disposition: Confused-Happy-Sorrowful-Purposeful​

Without even a second to breathe, to think, soldiers appeared down the hallway. There wasn't time, as the air was snatched from his lungs. Everything moved in slow motion, the muzzle flash of each rifle flared one by one, flowers explosively blooming their deadly seeds. A bullet lodged itself into his left shoulder, and the Jester wanted to scream in agony. His legs were molasses as he turned, holes erupting from his chest as the bullets saw their way through one end of his torso, and out the other. His legs hadn't even the time to process the fact that the brain had a hole in it when they started to run.

So if you're lonely
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His body fell to the ground, riddled with perforations that would render any normal man dead immediately, but he felt time stop entirely, his last few conscious thoughts spent looking up at the end of the hallway, but instead, he was met with a pair of black platform boots. He closed his eyes.

You know I'm here waiting for you
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Then, his eyes were open again, but he wasn't on the ground. He was standing next to a woman in all black. Black frilly dress. Black Victorian era hat. Black lace jeans. Black frilly umbrella that seemed to rain a black mist over her ivory grin. "It seems like you've finally met your end, Pyrrho." She giggled, then twirled her umbrella in her hand, her face flashing between a skeletal grimace, and a vampire's alluring smile.

I'm just a cross hair
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"Atheia?" Suddenly, the act was dropped, her face returning to that of a tender young girl, surprised at the mention of her own name. "Really? It took Verdict and Hollow at least-" "Look, it's really not hard to see through your bullshit. I'm an actual Jester. My life is based on acting." Atheia pouted, the mystique of the hat and umbrella dissolving into mist. "You're no fun." Jester felt himself grin. It's been a long time since he's seen at least one of his companions, and with Atheia here, at least he could feel a little at home. "What brings you..." He glanced behind him, the scene at a standstill. Bullets tore through other inmates, his friends with their hands over their head, at gunpoint. "Here?"

I'm just a shot away from you
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"Oh, I just wanted to see you die." Even through Jester's mask, she could tell that he was raising an eyebrow at her. "Well, it's more than that." "Evidently." "You're not going to truly die here." Jester squatted, and poked his finger through his body's own head, feeling around the inside of his skull. "You only have so much time left, but you get a new start, when you first got to this place." "The facility?" "No you idiot! This reality! Arcadia Bay?! Don't you remember?" He drew his finger out, a piece of gray matter still slick on his index. "I think this was the memory of that, so you can't entirely blame me for it." "Seriously, this is important!" "I'm listening." Atheia sighed, rolled her eyes, and continued.

And if you leave here
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"You're going to go back in time to when you first got here, about a year ago. You'll have a chance to change the world again Pyrrho." He winced a little at his own name, and waved a finger at her. "You know the rule. It's 'Jester' now, not anything else." "I'm not calling you that, it's-" She paused, tears forming at her eyes. "It's not you. You can't be this for any longer. I- I-"

You leave me broken, shattered, I lie​

Atheia tackled him into a hug, sobbing. "I miss you." Jester was stunned by this. She had never shown such emotion before, but he wasn't going to let that overcome him. He placed his arms over her shoulders, hugging her head closer to his chest. "I miss you too." They stood like that in the middle of a frozen slaughter, crystal tears staining Jester's orange jumpsuit.

I'm just a cross hair
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"Don't go."Pyrrho was quiet for some time, unable to answer. "You know, I have to. It's not my choice anymore." "Yes it is!" She beat her arms against his chest, tears streaming down her face all the while. "It is!" He grabbed her forearms. "It's my duty. I have to do this. I'll find a way home soon. I promise, okay? I just have to find the cure to the mists first. Then we'll all be okay." He held both her hands in his. "Okay?" The tears were beginning to dry, and she gulped back another wave of sorrow. "O-okay." She stepped back, and traced a circle in the air. The veil of reality began to part, revealing to him the wooded path that lead right into Arcadia.

I'm just a shot, then we can die.
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"Through there, you'll wake up right where you came in. You need to go back to the diner you ate at, and find everyone again. Okay?" He nodded, and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He approached the portal, and turned back to his solemn companion. "Are they alright?" She didn't meet his gaze. "Find the cure soon. Please." He nodded to himself, and began to step through the portal, leaving behind his own death, and going back to the past, a year ago precisely. He barely caught the last words of his companion. "I love-".

~x~
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A figure in red and black stripes stumbled his way down what was rapidly transforming from a dirty, well trodden path to a sidewalk. Small bells jingled softly with every step, only pausing with the Jester's sudden stop in movement. His eyes combed the environment. Buildings of stone and glass, some of wood too. Streets, coated in paint and metal machines that chugged along the black expanse. People milling freely between buildings and cars. Civilization. It's been some time since he's seen anything quite as picturesque as this. Leisurely, he unslung the lute from his shoulder, then his bag, squatting and inspecting the contents inside. A flask, a few stray pieces of jerky, a black mason jar, a wad of bills, a small pouch labelled 'fae bits', a stolen wallet, a small book with pen clipped to the front cover, a tiny bottle with a bit of silvery liquid, and a compass. What he was looking for though, was at the very bottom: a dirty piece of paper, folded many times over and stained a few times more. He pressed it into his own palm, and unfolded it once, twice, three times, until he had a map of the state he was in. He shook his head, the map having been littered with lines and holes to where he's been.

Arcadia Bay was circled multiple times, jabbed through once already. He readjusted his mask to hide his grimace, returning his mind to the task at hand. First, the bag went back over his shoulder, and then his favoured instrument followed. The Jester had a job to do. He wasn't going to fail Atheia. He stepped into town, cars bumbling by, people giving the masked man strange looks as he passed, but he paid them no heed, he had always gotten those no matter where he went. He passed by many buildings, a grocer, barber, butcher, trinket-seller of the electronic type, then, there it was. A diner. He picked up his step, the doors not posing a threat to stopping his stride.

"How many?" The waitress drawled boredly. Jester pushed past the waitress, eyes scanning left and right about the diner. They weren't here. He grabbed the collar of a patron. "Where is the safehouse?" He growled. The man blubbered, and pointed back outside of town. That was all he needed. He slammed the man into the table, and stormed out the diner.

It was little to no time before he was out to the junkyard, and with the rest of the group. He found 9084 giving instructions, Jack still under Pan's thrall, with a few others looking on or doing other things. Within seconds of him arriving, he made a beeline to Jack, produced a small blade, and drove it right under Jack's chin. He didn't have any remorse for the coward, prying open his mouth and retrieving the tongue inside, ripping it free from the tendons that still held onto it. He yanked the knife out, and sheathed it into his sleeve once more.

He approached SCP-9084 with an intensity unseen on him before. Real, genuine anger dripped from his very fingertips. His grip on the tongue squeezed the blood out from it, in spite of it's saliva-slicked nature. "You're going to help me make a cure for Nightfog." He pressed the tongue to the SCP's chest. "Now."

KandiPoP Rhysie DapperDogman

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora Kokoro

Location: Half past Pissed| With: Rhysie DapperDogman Spireshade | Feeling: Shocked

Pandora turned to face the Jester curiously, frigid in her motion. She hadn't heard that name in quite some time. She quickly recomposed herself and turned away hoping her hesitation had been unnoticed. She walked back to Greg pondering over the Jester's demand. It wasn't one to be taken lightly despite the man's usual demeanor he seemed very different now. Not at all the same essence, she has sipped deeply of before the rewind. He seemed darker. It troubled her but she put on a great front not to show it. She reached into her tote bag, extracting her sun hat and put it on, letting it rest so her eyes remained hidden. The curse of a demon. The eyes always betray them. She turned to her companion and looked at him. She had almost forgotten how much she had missed his company. She smiled and tried to pry her mind from the troubles. "I almost forgot to say. It's good to have you back Greg. It wasn't the same around here without you." She grinned sweetly, baring one of her fangs.

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[Sayo-Nara]

Yuri began to look around at the group she'd spent this adventure on. She looked at Tony and agreed with going back to Miami.
"Come on guys we deserve a break after all this. A real break this time!"
She gave a slight giggle as she looked back at Leon.
"Leon if we go back to Miami we can... uh well you know.."
She gave a small wink before getting flustered. Maybe that wasn't the best thing to say after just being revived.

Maxiliase Aegis DerpyCarp doggodaily Stormcloak​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Yuri began to look around at the group she'd spent this adventure on. She looked at Tony and agreed with going back to Miami.
"Come on guys we deserve a break after all this. A real break this time!"
She gave a slight giggle as she looked back at Leon.
"Leon if we go back to Miami we can... uh well you know.."
She gave a small wink before getting flustered. Maybe that wasn't the best thing to say after just being revived.

Maxiliase Aegis DerpyCarp doggodaily Stormcloak​

sadly, yuri would not be having sex with Leon because this is a PG-13 roleplay​

 

[DapperDogman]

SCP-9054 quirked a brow at the Jester's peculiar request "Look, pal, I'm an engineer, not a scientist...I have no clue what on earth this 'nightfog' stuff is..." he mutters, burying his hands into his pockets, before sighing through his nose "But I do know how you could cure it" he grits his teeth quietly as he takes the tongue, squishing it's supple flesh between his fingers as he toys with the muscular organ. He closes his eyes as he thinks about what he could recall, before finally speaking "It's lovingly called SCP-500, what a nice number it got...Such a shame I ended up with a cruddy one" he grunts in frustration as he starts to work the pieces onto the machine carefully and with precise and careful placement "It can cure anything you could ever think of, even some of the afflictions caused by other SCPs"

He sighs and wipes his brows as he glances at the group for a moment "Alright folks, the moment of truth~" he laughs as he pulls the lever, the portal flashing bright red for a moment, before stabilising with a green energy. "Just head on through, and you'll be back where you need to be" he explains, turning to the Jester. He reaches into the portal and pulls out a small box, embossed with the logo of The Foundation "One pill, make it count" he says, tossing the box toward him.

House turned to Pandora and managed a slight, uneasy smile "Yeah, it's good to see you too. Though we sadly never got to talk too much about what exactly you are..." he says, giving a small chuckle "Last I saw you, you were drinking people's blood and getting power from sugar...Also, looking at me like I was the juiciest steak you'd ever seen. It was both endearing and terrifying" he gently grinds the end of his cane into the dirt nervously as he thinks over all the strange events in this place, and how he would likely never be rid of the strange feeling he'd come to know from being with this group.

Even if he could be rid of it, would he want to? Would he ever want to go back to the hospital? To treat boring medical cases every day, and pull Cutty's clinic duty till something interesting came along for him to decipher? Was he satisfied with that anymore? He couldn't say for sure, but the excitement and mystery of this trip to Arcadia Bay had certainly been fun while it lasted. Well, not counting all the murders and cannibalism, that is.

Rhysie Professor Spacecakes Username Jeremiah Zerulu Storm-Shadow14 Zamasu ghxstfreak GinkyGotBack doggodaily LunarDiscord darkred Corrosion FactionGuerrilla Noivian thatguyinthestore Caffeine Freak Maxiliase Macarons in Pastel June Verles T The Man With No Name Goldie Sayo-Nara Neptunes_Goddess Stormcloak Aegis Sleek Spireshade Centurion_ e_ighth MLP_Phoenix LunarDiscord RAVEN THE DESTROYER KandiPoP Ineptitude Nenma Takashi kirimei DerpyCarp RageOfInfinity​

 

[Aegis]

Status: Flustered
With: Sayo-Nara

Leon heard Yuri imply that they should so "that" again. He wasn't expecting her to be so bold. It wasn't like her at all to be like this but death does wonders for the soul. Leon looked around at the group, his face a deep crimson red, as he turned back to Yuri who had realized what she said and was also nervous.

Leon decided to seize the initiative from the situation as Yuri had provided an ample amount. "Y-yeah..." He let out a somewhat nervous laugh. He hoped Tony ( Maxiliase ) would take them back. That's when he heard Tony say that he was going to go back to where he was king. "H-hey Tony, do you mind if we come back to Miami with you? Hey Babydoll ( kirimei ) ." Leon nodded at her.

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[KandiPoP]

Pandora Kokoro

Location: The Highway/portal to Hell| With: Rhysie DapperDogman Spireshade | Feeling: Sentimental

"Maybe I'll come to visit you," She smiled and slipped him a candy quartz explaining, "So you can give me a call and we can talk all about it then. Oh! And uh...Might wanna cut back on these." She slipped his pills out of his pocket. "Or you'll be seeing me a lot sooner than either of us would like." She smiled and winked handing them back to him. "Any who....I'll be taking the traitorwith me. Until next time, Doc." She grinned at him and kissed his cheek before snapping her fingers, a collar appearing on the Jack before she dragged him kicking and screaming through the portal with her, an impish grin crossing her lips as she did.​

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Yuri's face grew redder at Leon's response. She gave a little smile and a small laugh. She looked at Tony as well and asked the same thing as Leon. She didn't really have much back home to go to anyway so she was fine being with Leon.​

Aegis Maxiliase

 

[DerpyCarp]

Location: With Friends
Form: Still a Child
Mood: Nervous yet Hopeful


Vaati keeps up with the conversations around him as best as he could. Slowly regaining his composure, he speaks up to the others. "I think we may have to return to our original dimensions. But I dont want to go! My dimension Sucks!" He latches onto the closest person of the group. "Take me with you! I dont care if there are super monsters dont send me back!" he clings with all the strength of a child his size.
Sayo-Nara Aegis Maxiliase

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Yuri patted Vaati on the head. She looked at him and smiled. This journey changed her a bit. She isn't as much of the shy cowering girl she usually is. Of course she still is, but at least not as much.
"I don't want to go back home either.. I didn't have many friends there anyway everyone thought I was just weird.. There's only one person I can think of who genuinely cares about me.. about everyone really, but I'm sure she won miss me. Of course you can come with us you're part of the team after all."
She smiled again before holding onto Leon's arm getting ready to leave soon.

Aegis Maxiliase DerpyCarp ​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Epilogue
“Butterfly Effect”

With the portal flashed to life, you were all set to return to your home worlds. The SCP stood in the back, beckoning for you all to enter. Whether you did so or not was your decision, but you could all rest calmly, because this nightmare was finally over. You could finally return.


You were finally free.

***

Meanwhile, in a dimension unaffected by the Murder Game….



Rachel Amber awoke in a forest, which was only illuminated by the dim fire that was right next. She had no idea where the fuck she was or how she got here, but the eerie atmosphere told her she had to leave as soon as possible. A chill ran down the teen’s spine as she glanced around for any sign of life.

“Hello? Is anyone there?!” She shouted, a rustle in the bushes causing her to quickly turn around and see whatever was there, though nothing was there. Rachel slowly walked towards the bushes, no weapon in hand or any means to defend herself at all. With each step her heart pounded ten times harder, feeling as if it was about to quite literally fall out of her chest. She eventually reached the bush and quickly shoved her arms forward, prying the leaves apart with her fingers, only to find nothing was there.


“Holy shit…” She muttered, breathing a sigh of relief. That was close. For a second, she thought there was actually something there! However, as she turned around, she saw quite the unwholesome sight.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”


And then, the fire went out...


And there was nothing but blackness..


As far as the eye could see.


THE END


CREDITS THEME



Cast List
Rhysie - Handsome Jack (Borderlands)
Professor Spacecakes - Toshinori "All Might" Yagi (My Hero Academia)
Username - Max Ludwig (OC)
Jeremiah - Agent 8 (Splatoon)
Zerulu - Elise Fuser (OC)
Storm-Shadow14 - Kinara Kaal (OC)
Zamasu - Sakura Kasugano (Street Fighter)
ghxstfreak - (Placeholder)
GinkyGotBack - Master Shake (Aqua Teen Hunger Force)
doggodaily - Connor (Detroit: Become Human)
LunarDiscord - Celeste Seshafi Ikari (OC)
darkred - Colonel Mael Radec (Killzone)
Corrosion - Nathaniel Renko (Singularity)
FactionGuerrilla - Kessler (Placeholder)
Noivian - Max Caulfield (Life is Strange)
thatguyinthestore - Chloe Price (Life is Strange)
Caffeine Freak - Touka Kirishima (Tokyo Ghoul)
Maxiliase - Tony Montana (Scarface)
Macarons in Pastel - Garry (Ib)
June Verles - The Joker (DC Universe)
DapperDogman - Gregory House (House)
T The Man With No Name - Joseph Joestar (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure)
Goldie - Vernita "Copperhead" Green (Kill Bill)
Sayo-Nara - Yuri (Doki Doki Literature Club)
Neptunes_Goddess - Megumin (Kono Subarashii Sekai ni Shukufuku wo!)
Stormcloak - Red Hood (DC)
Aegis - Leon Kennedy (Resident Evil)
Sleek - The Heavy (Team Fortress 2)
Spireshade - The Jester (Darkest Dungeon)
Centurion_ - Nagayuki Tsumita (Juuni Taisen: Zodiac War)
e_ighth - Takeyasu Tsumita (Juuni Taisen: Zodiac War)
MLP_Phoenix - Lanaya (OC)
LunarDiscord - Claire Redfield (Resident Evil)
RAVEN THE DESTROYER - Ghirahim (Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword)
KandiPoP - Pandora Kokoro (OC)
Ineptitude - Mey-Rin (Black Butler)
Nenma Takashi - Lilian Ashfallen (OC)
kirimei - Babydoll (Suckerpunch)
DerpyCarp as Vaati (Legend of Zelda)
RageOfInfinity as Barry Allen (DC Universe)
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[Rhysie]

Handsome Jack
"...And that's pretty much the end of my story. For now anyway" -Apollo Justice. (Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney)
This is what one could think, but this really was not and end to Jack's misery given the fact that he has a lot to learn in regards to suffering heavily. As his bones, eyes, and perhaps his tongue grew back, the madman stood up as he'd seen a portal which may perhaps lead him back to Helios.... or hell "This is my time... Helios, take me back" said the man to himself as he walked straight into that portal. You could say that he was taken back to his office located in the Helios space station which was owned by Hyperion, but that didn't happen on the end of the main villain of this story, instead, that portal lead him to hell right as he was dragged to it by Pandora.... whoo man was it gonna be a bad time for him (and an extremely bad one) right as he was now going to be [perhaps] under the control of the one who scooped his eyes and snapped his vertebrates out


"Where in Hyperion am I being lead to?" Jack asked as he found himself in a very.... other.... weird.... place for him. Could he be in Pandora's Highway to Hell really? He hasn't suffered that much even, not at least for the President of Hyperion who's got some [heavy] shit to deal with Pan anyway, maybe they could get back along someday....... which most likely will not happen given the fact that she is very much pissed off at him for pretty much what happened at Site 19.
It has been a good run for everyone else, it may also be for Jack but that will be decided by fate.

Here's another credit theme if you wish to listen along as well


KandiPoP ​

 

[Aegis]

Epilogue:

They went home to Miami after that. It was the group back together again and at the end of the day they were the better for it.
They wouldn't give Jason Todd ( Stormcloak ) to Pandora as they were going to have him with them, and if anything happened Leon would be the one to pull the trigger.

Leon and Yuri ( Sayo-Nara ) ended up moving back into the house they had been in before everything happened and life couldn't have been better. They didn't have to worry about The Foundation and they could get back to doing the "important things". Hell, it wasn't long until they were married and it wasn't long after that until they had a child. The crew ( DerpyCarp Stormcloak Maxiliase kirimei doggodaily ) got together to celebrate the landmark occasion. They named her Athena after the goddess of war and Leon trained her vigorously in self-defense. He hoped she wouldn't need it, but if something should ever happen again she would be able to handle herself.

Fifteen years later they find themselves looking at the same beach view embracing one another as the salty sea breeze gently kissed them goodbye....




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[Sayo-Nara]

Epilogue:

They were finally free. It was almost to hard to believe, but it was true. Yuri and Leon went to live back in the same place as they were last time before being taken back by the foundation. Once they had another round it wasn't long after that they finally got married. They eventually had a kid and named her Athena. Everyone in the group came to congratulate them. It was one of the happiest days of Yuri's life. Then again all of her days were happy with Leon. Leon trained Athena to use self defense which was a good thing to know in case something like this ever happened again. Yuri would sit close to Leon every afternoon at sunset as they embraced one another.
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[Zerulu]

Elise was back at her hotel room, stirring her coffee cup with a spoon as she stood upon her bed. She reminisced about what she’s done, as well as what she could have done. Every sip she took was another sip closer to her inevitable demise, and she had come to terms with that. Elise had nothing left, the SCP foundation refuses to communicate or acknowledge her. So that means she had nothing to work for, strive for.... live for.

As she finished her coffee she placed it down on her bed side table, she looked out the window, she watched the birds fly and play while cars drove by. She wondered if she would ever find peace, that was until her thought was interrupted by three heavily armed and armoured men barged into her room weapons drawn, “GET ON THE FUCKING FLOOR!” The one in the lead seemed to call, but Elise wasn’t having any of it, she picked up her pistol off her dresser and fired into the soldiers, and they returned fire.

This wasn’t her lucky day however, the men weren’t armed with live ammo as they had tranquilliser shots loaded. Elise awoke chained to a wall, her hands and legs spread as she was there fully naked. She struggled against the metal chains but they only dug deeper into her wrists and ankles. The stainless steel door opened as a doctor looking man entered, pushing a cart that had a stack of tools and weapons that would be used for torturing.
“What do you want from me?” Elise pleaded to the doctor, he snickered, “I want someone like you dead, and you are the perfect candidate.” The doctor shot back coldly, brushing his hands against a serrated knife.

“Why are you doing this? I won’t talk I swear, just let me leave, please...” Elise sobbed, her tears streaming down her cheeks. The doctor approached, wiping away her tears with his right hand, his wrinkly hands caressing her cheeks, “Shhh...” the doctor whispered into her ear as he tightened his grip on the serrated knife. “Now, where must we begin?” He rubbed the tip of the knife on her chest, lightly running it down to her stomach, making a light flesh wound, Elise groaned in response, “Don’t do this, please, just stop.” Her pleas fell upon deaf ears as he swiftly had bed the knife into her shoulder blade. Immediently the room was filled with a blood curling screech as Elise wailed in agony.

The doctor left the knife in as he went back to collect another tool, this time he picked up a scalpel, “Mhmm. This will do perfectly.” The doctor approached her again, putting his arms on her chest as he steadied his hands over her face, he licked his lips as the blade neared her eye. Elise attempted to move her head away but it was futile, the blade dug into her left ball, skewing it. Her head bobbed up and down furiously in response, making the doctor flinch back, accidentally stabbing his arm with the scalpel, “AHHHRGHHH,” The doctor screamed in a mix of ain and anger as he got to his feet again, kicking the scalpel away.

“You are a real bitch, y’know.” The doctor swiftly picked up the baseball bat that had barbed wire around it, “A real fucking bitch.” He swung the bat into her side multiple times, mutilating her body. A voice than boomed over the intercom. “Wrap it up doctor, you don’t have much longer.” The doctor stopped swinging the bat and threw it behind him as he walked to a panel of buttons on the wall, pressing a combination of them. When he entered a code a panel of the roof retracted and was replaced with a roof tile that had a noose made of barbed wire attached to it. “Let’s finish it, you fucking whore.” The doctor cursed her in spite as he pressed a new combination of buttons. The contraption Elise was tied too started to move, moving her closer to the noose, in another swift movement it placed Elise onto the barbed noose, freeing her arms and legs as she hung there.

The death wasn’t as swift as expected as Elise rose her arms clawing at the barb wire only to damage herself more, but another complication arose as the foundation didn’t seem to factor in weight into the roof installed noose. The noose collapsed, dropping Elise onto the table of torture weapons, many impaling her. The room was a mess, a real shit show.


This was the end.

 

[Ineptitude]

Mey-Rin
Location: Phantomhive Manor
Interaction: None
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Mey-Rin glanced back at the world she'd be leaving behind one last time, eyes hidden behind the thickness of her glasses. What she'd experienced in this town was nothing short of an absolute nightmare that would haunt her dreams for years to come. Yet at the same time, she's also created bonds that would never be broken, the kind that could only be formed from sharing such a traumatic experience, even if she was never particularly close with any one of them. They'd never see each other again, this she knew, but she had friends of her own waiting on the other side of the glowing portal.

Thus, without another moment of hesitation, the maid stepped through. There was a flash of blinding light, and she suddenly found herself back at the steps leading towards the manor. A flood of relief rushed through her veins like a heady drug, and it took a significant amount of willpower not to fall to her knees.

Pushing the doors open, as she was met with the sight of her family—of Sebastian, Tanaka, Finny, Bard, Snake, and Ciel—a breathtaking smile formed across her lips. She was home.

 

[DapperDogman]

Gregory House Epilogue - The Most Interesting Case Yet

House remained silent during Pandora's goodbye, not even meeting gazes with Jack as he was dragged off to suffer his punishment. The older doctor was shocked at the revelations of what was going on around him, and even with all this time to process it, he still struggled to come to terms he could understand properly. Once she'd left, he reached into his pocket, withdrawing his pills and looking at them for a long moment, sighing quietly as he scanned over the familiar text of the packaging. He pushes it back into his pocket, along with the crystal that Pandora had given him, and walked into the portal.

On the other side, he hobbled his way back to his office chair, sitting down and resting on his elbows, his face in his hands as he exhales shakily. Was anything he had just experienced real? Was he finally losing it? Was it something wrong with his pills? He couldn't figure this stuff out, it shook him to his very core. He pulled his pills out and set them on his desk as he looked at them for a long moment, sighing through his nose and thinking carefully. He stood finally, grabbing a pen and walking his way over to the whiteboard in the office next to his, writing down everything he could recall, pondering over it all as he tucks the pen into his jacket pocket, before feeling something else in there.

The crystal. He looked at it for a long moment, before wiping the board clean. He didn't need anyone thinking he was crazy, after all. He took his seat, staring at the crystal for a long moment, setting it next to his pills as he smiles faintly, opening his container and pouring a few into his hand, pausing for a second as he contemplates her words. For a long moment, he just sat there gazing at the trio of pills in his palm as he replays it all in his head. With a shrug, he finally slams the pills into his mouth, chewing on them as he chuckles to himself "It's a win-win, honestly" he mutters as he leans back on his chair.​

 

[Professor Spacecakes]

Toshinori "All Might" Yagi

Epilogue


The next day, Toshinori found himself sitting in the first-class section of an international jetliner, staring blankly out the window as the rest of the plane boarded. He didn’t care that he’d technically only just arrived in Arcadia Bay as far as the rest of the world was concerned. For him, it had been a long agonizing year of horrors and imprisonment since he’d last seen his home. He’d endure Principal Nezu’s lecturing for leaving his mandated vacation two weeks early, he didn’t care. Even though everything had seemingly gone back to normal, he never wanted to see that God-forsaken place again for the rest of his life.

He was only pulled from his thoughts when he heard the shuffle of fabric as someone settled down in the seat next to him, mumbling a half-hearted greeting to him in Japanese. His eyes widened slightly at that. Their destination was Tokyo, so hearing someone speaking Japanese on the flight wasn’t unusual. What was unusual was the fact that he recognized the voice.

Toshinori turned to look, instantly recognizing the pale, tired, disheveled man sitting next to him, his long black hair pulled back into a sloppy bun, making the distinct scar under his right eye ever more prominent.


“A-Aizawa…” the retired hero breathed out in shock. Of course, should he have been so surprised? Ever since he’d lost his powers, he couldn’t even walk the grounds of U.A. High without another Pro Hero serving as a bodyguard. It would have been foolish to think they’d allow him out of the country without someone there keeping an eye on him. But then, that would mean he’d been in Arcadia Bay when all that chaos broke loose.

Toshinori couldn’t help but cover his mouth in horrified realization, taking notice of the thousand-yard stare Aizawa was giving the back of the seat in front of him. He’d experienced it all. He’d seen everything. Everything. And he remembered it all. Dear God, and what had those sick people done to him? The Erasure Hero’s Quirk would have been completely useless during all that had happened, and he wouldn’t have been allowed to bring his capture scarf into the country. He would have been almost as easily overwhelmed as Toshinori himself had been. What’s more, had he survived long enough to be captured by the Foundation, Aizawa’s Quirk – useless in such a context though it may have been – would have stuck him firmly in the SCP category. No wonder they’d never crossed paths in that entire year.

In the end, neither of them was in fit enough mental state to discuss what had happened to them, and thus the two men spent the entire fifteen-hour flight in uncomfortable silence.



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Finally arriving back in Japan did little to lift the mood. Toshinori moved more or less on autopilot as he departed the plane and retrieved his bags, only vaguely registering the equally-vacant Aizawa following him closely behind. His shadowed eyes seemed to be glued to the ground the entire time, until another familiar voice caught his ear.

“All Might!”

God, it felt like ages since he’d heard someone call him by that name. He looked up, a small smile forming on his gaunt face when he spotted his young successor, Izuku Midoriya, enthusiastically waving at him from halfway across the terminal. Midnight stood next to the boy, her arms folded elegantly under her chest and an amused smirk on her lips. She must have been sent to pick them up and decided to let Midoriya tag along.

The instant they spotted the looks on the two men’s faces, however, their smiles quickly faded. Midoriya slowly lowered his hand, his brows knitting in concern as his teachers approached looking a tad more corpse-like than was normal even for them. The boy’s eyes seemed fixed on the taller of the two, searching his hero for answers.

“A-All Might… Are... Are you okay?”

Toshinori couldn’t help but let out a heavy sigh. Midoriya always was a perceptive kid. He should have known he’d pick up on his morbid demeanor. But what was he supposed to tell him? There was no way he could recount such a tale to his young ward.

In lieu of an explanation, once he made it over to the boy and his fellow teacher, Toshinori dropped to his knees, pulling Midoriya into his arms, hugging the young hero as though he hadn’t seen him in years. He knew it would only serve to confuse the kid further, as it had only been a few days for him since they last saw each other, but for Toshinori…

“I’m fine now…” he replied softly, his voice wavering slightly as though he were choking back tears, “Because I am here…”​

 

[Macarons in Pastel]

FORGOTTEN PORTRAIT EPILOGUE


After the events of Arcadia Bay and the Facility, Garry felt like the place had too many connotations to previous experiences, and The Gallery itself decided to take him elsewhere, let him believe he was free for the moment, that he could dare to be untouched by the shadowy grasp Guertena's Legacy held on him. That the painting could be more than his death made him. Freedom came at a price Garry wouldn't pay, and so he would run instead, forever haunted by the curse that laid claim to his soul.

A grim expression came over his face, as he looked out to the looming expanse of the place where so much horror had occurred, and the man, along with the force possessing him through the very nature of his existence, decided that he was done with this place, and it was time to move on. While he couldn't come back yet, his Lesson still needed to be learned, that he could never escape without sacrificing something he could never give away. A Life. Looking back now, in that moment, he spoke his last words to the world of Arcadia Bay.

"Farewell, Arcadia Bay, and Goodbye to everything you are..."


With the portal came uncertainty, as Garry was unsure where he'd end up. But anywhere was better than the Gallery. So he decided that he would choose someone else's world to visit, hiking his bag up onto his shoulder, he went for the world of the one person he'd interacted with most, the one who was kindest in his opinion, even if it was more to the self-sacrificing side. Garry could appreciate that, hell, Garry had done that. So yeah, he could appreciate. Except . . . when he stepped out into the Hero's world, he appeared in an alley blocks away from a school, and he wondered what the UA stood for, before suddenly he fell back unconscious, caught in the arms of Red Eyes, the Doll Painting from that accursed place. It wouldn't return him just yet, but for now, the painting slept, carried away through the dark of the alley, and unceremoniously dumped in what appears to be an old park, to be discovered by any unsuspecting person. The Dolls and the Gallery's Influence withdrew from the man, leaving him alone in the shadows of the dilapidated park, broken and helpless.

Thus Concludes The Forgotten Portrait's Time In Arcadia Bay . . .​